I cut my hair – it’s slowly growing into an even length! I also went for a chocolatey-red color. The receptionist at Vain said it was “cherry Coke.” Which reminds me of a lovely moment in Steel Magnolias, when Sammy makes Annelle the “best cherry Coke in the history of the world.”

I’ve also started walking more. I walk to the coffee shop before work to get an iced coffee, and today I walked on the treadmill at the YMCA while watching an episode of Castle. I had a physical this week, and I am not happy with the number on the scale or the numbers on my lab tests. Nothing is actually technically high, but it’s all too close for my comfort. So! Walking it is!

The other night I helped my friend David at an event. I bartended with my friend Joe – it was a really fun and really tiring night! Joe was sad because he got a $1 tip, and I got fives and twenties. Being a woman has its benefits. Though at the end of the night, I had no idea where the tip money went. Hopefully it was donated to the event’s charity.

Sometimes I get obsessed with things. Especially things I don’t understand.

I read an article somewhere about the popularity of plastic surgery in Korea. I found this site, which shows before and after images, and I can’t stop looking at it. It fascinates me that plastic surgery is such a no-big-deal option, that so many young people feel that it’s necessary for success, and that the trends are always forehead implants, jaw trimming, nose jobs, and double eyelid surgery.

Then I read this article about how some kids in Korea study seven nights a week to become K-pop stars. This is apparently a viable, reasonable job option for these families. So then I looked into some K-pop groups. I can now say I’m a fan of Big Bang and Girls’ Generation. Their videos are so crazy to me – so many group members, such a fun mix of Korean and English, and fantastic fashion.

I adored Oscar Wilde’s writing, and Dorian Gray is just so creepy and awesome. I immediately rented the BBC version from Netflix, and I wasn’t disappointed. Heebie jeebies.

I fell in love with Rainbow Rowell’s writing in Attachments, and so I was excited to read Eleanor & Park, which was equally lovely. I cried. And laughed. And I love Park.

We had dinner at Rachel & Logan’s last night, and Logan made a feast. There was paté and pickles, melon and prosciutto, steak and spinach, panzanella, and an awesome peach galette. It’s pretty awesome having chef friends.